Poems about Dragon Boat Festival

Article 1: Giving Clothes on the Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Du Fu

The palace clothes are also famous, and the Dragon Boat Festival is honored by grace.

The kudzu is soft with wind, and the perfumed roses are light with snow.

Since the sky is wet, when the summer is clear.

This is the first of its kind in the world, and it is the first of its kind in the world.

Episode 2: Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Jiangnan Jingshi

Bath orchid wrapped rice dumplings to commemorate the loyal ministers, the ancient immortal Xiangshui body.

The king of Chu hated the wrong ear, and then he martyred a country.

Part 3: Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Yin Yaofan

The festivities of the youth are very emotional, but who knows how to feel when you are old?

It is not a customary thing to do, but I pray that the wine and bushels of wine will be used to talk about peace and prosperity.

These are the most important things in the world.

This is the most important thing in the world, and it is the most important thing in the world.

Part 4: Linjiang Xian

Author: Chen Heyi

The high singing of the words of Chu to pay for the afternoon, the end of the world in a hurry.

The pomegranate flower is not as red as the dancing skirt. No one knows what this means, and the curtain is full of wind after the song.

All the things are hurt in the old age, Rong Kwai condenses to laugh at the east of the wall.

The depth of the glass was the same as last year. The first thing you need to do is to try to pour the water under the bridge, and then go to Xiangzhong this evening.

Part 5: Qu Yuan Pagoda

Author: Su Shi

The Chu people are sad about Qu Yuan, thousands of years of intention has not rested.

Where is the soul of Qu Yuan floating?

To this day, on the Cangjiang River, he throws himself into the rice bowl to save his hunger and thirst.

The winds of the past have become a race, and the mountains of Chu are cracking.

Qu Yuan, the ancient warrior, had a strong will to die.

The world knows what to do, so I can't bear to decide.

Nanbin used to belong to Chu, and there is a tower on the mountain.

It was a Buddhist monk who was afraid of his son's death.

There is no proof of this, but the idea is already there.

Who has not died before?

The fame is infinite, and the wealth is temporary.

This is the reason why the Great Physician knows this, and that is why he is so determined to die.

Article 6: The Journey of the Youth - Duanwu Gift to Xu Junyou of Huangshou

Author: Su Shi

Silver pond, Zhu Threshold, and the dusty waves of the koji. The new lotus is rolling round and green.

The weather is still clear and peaceful, with the orchids recommending baths and the calamus making wine.

I would like to be drunk on the festive occasions, and I would like to be drunk on the festive occasions, and I would like to be drunk on the festive occasions.

The smoke of the prison grass is deep, and the court is quiet, so I don't have to be stingy with the feast.

Part 7: Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Wen Xiu

Who said the festival is divided into the Dragon Boat Festival, but it is rumored to be Qu Yuan.

We can laugh at the emptiness of the Chu River, but we can't wash away the injustice of the straight ministers.

Part VIII: Bath Orchid Fragrance - Huai'an Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Wu Wenying

The silk is tied around the wrist, and the seal is hanging down the hairpin, and the jade is hidden in the blue veil to sleep.

Silver bottles and dew wells, colorful farmhouses and cloudy windows, the past is still young.

It was the time when I wrote the pomegranate skirt, and I was sad that the red raw silk was fading from the calyx.

Keeping a dream of time, the old Tingzhou smoky jelly is getting old.

More than a few years ago, I was in the middle of a long journey to the south of the Yangtze River, and I was in the middle of a long journey to the south of the Yangtze River.

The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, and the curtains of the mirror are full of rain.

It's a good idea to cut the calamus and drink from it.

But I'm disappointed to see that a wisp of a new toad is following me to the corner of the sky.

Part IX: Duanwu

Author: Zhang Lei

Competition for the ferry is y saddened by the thousands of years of injustice, and the loyal souls of those who have gone can not return.

Where is the country's death, but only the departed souls in the world.

Part 10: Nan Ge Zi - Hangzhou Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Su Shi

Mountains and song eyebrow convergence, waves and drunken eyes flow.

The tourists all go up to the 13th floor, not envious of the Bamboo West song blowing the ancient Yangzhou. 

Mushroom and bamboo are connected to Changjian, Qiongyi is down to the jade boat.

Who sings "Song of Songs" in the tune of "Water", the sound of the evening clouds around the Bishan fly away to stay.

Article 11: Raccoon River Sand - Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Su Shi

Sweat slightly through the blue dandy, tomorrow morning Dragon Boat Festival bathing fragrant orchid.

The fragrance of the stream rises and fills the clear river.

The colorful threads are lightly wrapped around the red jade arms, and the small symbols are hung diagonally on the green cloudy hair.

It's been a thousand years since I saw you.

Part XII: Xiao Chong Shan - Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Shu Di

The blue wormwood and fragrant cattails are busy everywhere.

Who's children are celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival.

The arms of the five-colored silk are long and thin.

Who will hang up Yuanxiang again?

The past is not to be measured.

A thousand years of loyalty and righteousness, and the light of the sun and stars.

It's always sad to read about the departures.

No one can understand, the tree turns in the afternoon shade.

Part XIII: Fisherman's Pride

Author: Ouyang Xiu

May pomegranate blossom demonic baking. The green poplar is heavy with rain.

Five colors of new silk wrapped around the corner dumplings. The golden plate will be sent to you.

The raw silk fan with two phoenixes on it.

It is the time to bathe in orchids. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money.

The oriole in the leaf is a good time. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.

Waiting to break the window dream.

Article 14: The Race to the Ferry

Author: Liu Yuxi

The Yuan River flows on a flat embankment in May, and the euphonious people float colorful boats.

The song of Lingiun has already been sung, and the mournful ballad of oars has risen since then.

Yang Beam is a thunderous sound, and the turbulent flow is a roaring sound.

The dragon's dorsal fins move when it rains, and the rainbow drinks from the river.

The assassins were in the green room, and they were ordered to separate the male and the female.

The first to sound the remaining courage to be encouraged, but not yet the color to be frustrated.

This is the first time I've ever been in a position to win a game, but I've never been in a position to win a game.

The custom is as crazy as this time, and we can see the clouds in the river.

The color flag flag clip the shore to shine the auger room, Luo stockings Lingbo presented water play.

The song is over, the empty sorrow of the twilight, the water in front of the pavilion of the Qiu East injection.

Episode 15: Hexinlang - Dragon Boat Festival

Author: Liu Kezhuang

Deep courtyard pomegranate flower spit.

The curtains are open, a kind of sackcloth, and the afternoon breeze is clear.

The children have boasted of the end of the new style hairpin Fu Aihu.

There have been tourists watching the ferry for a long time.

The boss of the scene lethargic play, any strangers, young people to compete with the drums, streams and rain rush, waves dance.

Ringun's standard is as high as this.

Remembering my life, I have been sewing orchids, and I have been carrying spiritus.

Who believes that after a thousand years, the soul of a tart, the bottom of the wave salivating corn, and said that it is, the dragon dragon is angry.

Put like now woke up to, I expect that year, drunken death poor no pain. The first thing you need to do is to have a good laugh and hang on for dear life.